Any problem? The teacher was stunned by her question; she didn’t know what she meant. “What… kind of problems?”
“Like his behavior. Is there any problem with that? Han Muzi thought for a while and asked, “How is he getting along with the other kids in the class?”
The teacher finally understood her words. “Oh, so that’s what you’re referring to. Miss Han, you can rest assured as Yishu gets along very well with everybody. He has such a cute look, so every other kid loves to play with him. Let me tell you this, Miss Han, some little girls in the class even talk about marrying him in the future.”
Han Muzi remained silent and she froze. So that’s how it is? If Little Bean is getting along well with everyone in school, then why did he suddenly mention his father?
Han Muzi was worried that he might be bullied at school by other students saying that he was a fatherless child. Something similar happened to him before when they were abroad, but… that by their neighbor. Little Bean didn’t moan about it then, and he didn’t even complain about it to his mother. It was Han Muzi herself who heard it and she realized how tough her son was. This made the situation even more heartbreaking.
“I see. If he gets along with everyone else, then I’ll have nothing to worry about.”
The teacher nodded. “Don’t worry, Miss Han. You can rest assured leaving your child here. We will take care of every child to the best of our capacity.”
“Thank you.” Han Muzi gave her a grateful smile and left the school.
She got delayed speaking with the teacher, so when she reached the company, she was already late. “Oh yeah. Remember to give Lin Xinghuo a call today to see when she is free.”
Yan concurred, but she still blushed when she saw Han Muzi. After all, she was the younger sister of Han Qing, so… she felt somewhat guilty when she saw her. “I think we should wait till Miss Lin’s agent contacts us. They have their agents to take care of things. If she has the time, they’ll naturally call over.”
“Alright then.” Han Muzi nodded. “Since she isn’t here yet, we need to properly prepare our design work. Nothing can go wrong.”
“Understood.” Yan nodded.
Afterward, they went about their own business. As they were about to enter the elevator, Han Muzi suddenly saw the pale face of Leng Yueyue coming toward her. “Muzi, you’re finally here!”
“Leng Yueyue?” Yan looked at her with an odd face. “What’s wrong with you? Your face is as pale as a ghost. What happened?”
Leng Yueyue appeared in front of Han Muzi with an extremely pale face—even her lips showed no trace of blood. She twitched her lips, trying to say something to Han Muzi, but before the words came out of her mouth, she suddenly let out a loud cry. “Boohoo…”
Han Muzi and Yan were shocked that Leng Yueyue suddenly started bawling her eyes out. “Oh my God. You scared me!” Yan took two steps back and covered her chest, then she breathed lightly and said, “What’s wrong with you? Tell us; why are you crying?”
Leng Yueyue tried to tell them, but she was choked by her tears. In the end, she couldn’t even say a word.
Han Muzi stared at her, unsure of what she was thinking, so she quickly said, “No need to tell us. Just bring us there.”
Leng Yueyue nodded and went into the elevator.
After the door closed, only Leng Yueyue’s cries could be heard in the confined space. Yan took a look at Han Muzi’s emotionless face, then turned toward Leng Yueyue’s weeping face. She whispered to Han Muzi, “Do you know what she is talking about?”
“No idea,” she replied to her indifferently.
Yan widened her eyes. “Then you—”
“If she can’t say it out, then she’ll bring us there. Is there a problem?” Han Muzi turned to glare at her.
“No problem. You’re right!” Yan waved her hand as to say whatever.
“Which floor?” Han Muzi suddenly realized they hadn’t pushed the button, so she asked Leng Yueyue.
Her face became paler as she reached out with her trembling hands to press on the button for the sixth floor.
After seeing the number six, Han Muzi’s emotionless eyes immediately darkened, thereupon she squinted her eyes, and a bad feeling developed inside of her. Based on her understanding, Leng Yueyue was a stubborn, bossy woman—definitely not the kind that would easily cry. If she suddenly cried so much, then… it must be… When Han Muzi thought about it, her expression instantly changed.
“Has something happened to the dress?” Han Muzi asked right away while her eyes turned sharp.
Leng Yueyue was shocked by her manner and staggered, but she came back around and nodded while tears of sorrow filled her eyes.
Ding! As they reached the sixth floor, the door opened and the three of them rushed out.
Inside the showroom on the sixth floor, the glass was shattered by someone and a lot of items were scattered all over the floor. The designer gown that was displayed on the mannequin was lying on the floor—together with the glass shards and the other debris. The scene was horrendous, looking similarly to a thieves’ den.
Yan couldn’t help but take a breath of cold air as her face turned pale. Her fury was about to burst out of her. Han Muzi was afraid she would get too agitated, so she immediately patted her shoulder to calm her down.
Yan finally calmed herself down and roared right away, “Who turned this place into a sh*t show?”
Leng Yueyue stood aside weeping; she was furious about it too. At first, she wanted to check on the surveillance system, but she unexpectedly met with Han Muzi and Yan when she was going down. She wanted to describe the situation to them but after seeing Han Muzi, she burst into tears. She couldn’t understand why she became like this. Crying in front of others? How embarrassing! But, she just couldn’t stop her rolling tears, because Han Muzi had given her a chance. A chance to display her work in this showroom. Therefore, she was grateful to Han Muzi for letting her reinvent herself.
“Is it a burglary?” Yan asked Han Muzi.
Han Muzi looked around, then she pressed her lips and uttered coldly, “Find someone to clean this mess up.”
“What?” Yan was stunned. “Clean this place up? Isn’t that tampering with potential evidence? Muzi, I think what we should do now is call the police.”
Han Muzi didn’t agree with her and just walked into the showroom while wearing high heels. Yan’s expression changed and she quickly went up to her. “Are you crazy? It’s all glass shards in there. What if you injure your feet?”
